: DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any thing that is The Evil Within including Characters and places. I only own the OC and the plot.

Chapter 8: Mental Hospital

It was almost like a bad dream. I felt I had to wake up at some point. The nurse took Leslie and me to our rooms. One of the male nurses took me from Leslie's arms and laid me on the bed they had. Then they took him away from me. They took Leslie to his room. I could hear him struggle and cry out for me. I couldn't do anything but lay there and cry. Here we are. Back in the Mental Hospital.

I didn't sleep that night. I just laid there and thought about everything that's happening. Why was Ruvik inside Sebastian was the first question that came to mind. I thought of a few things that were going on. It's been a year since Beacon and I just don't understand how he or I guess his wandering soul was around. I thought Sebastian took care of him. We made it out. I don't remember a good deal of what happened for the fact that I was dying.

I was impaled with Seb. The next thing I knew I woke up to Leslie's sleeping face. Could Sebastian have been Ruvik the whole time when we got out? My leg twitched...My..Leg! I looked down at my leg and saw that I could move, well twitch my left leg. A bit of me was joyous at that. That tells me I didn't damage any nerves in that leg. I had another thought that distracted me from being happy about my leg. Why was Leslie Ruvik?

My poor Leslie. The love of my life was momentarily a monster. How though? Then again what if Sebastian was right. What if I am hallucinating? I couldn't have been. There's no way. I may be crazy but I'm not that crazy. The scarier thought that came to my mind was how was Dr. Jimenez alive. I saw him die in STEM.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

I heard Leslie scream. Not again. I can't do this again. They are testing on him, experimenting with him. I have to find him. I have to help him. He needs me. I would do anything for my Leslie. I need to help him.

"AHH AAAAAHHHHHH! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

I heard him scream louder. What are they doing to him? I struggled and focused all my energy into getting out of the bed. I feel on to the floor which hurt a bit. I started to crawl with my one good arm. The door opened. There were two male nurses that walked in to the room.

"Well, well. Look what we got here." One of them said.

"It looks like we got ourselves a pretty little girl." The other spoke.

"Awe did you fall out of bed?" Male nurse one said.

"Don't patronize me." I answered.

"Oh, we got ourselves a live one here." Male nurse two spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Male nurse one picked me up and laid me back on the bed. I had a bad feeling that something really bad was about to happen.

"Should we use the restraints?" nurse two asked nurse one.

"No, she can barely move. This will be easy and quick." nurse one said.

I started to put two and two together and realized what they are about to do to me. Nurse one got on top of me. The only thing I could do was lay there and hope for a miracle. He started to touch and kiss me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, then did what any one would do in this case. I punched him as hard as I could. I saw blood spurt out of his mouth and nose. He fell off of me on to the floor. Nurse walked up to me and hit me hard. I looked at him and spit at him.

I saw him ball up his fist and reel back to punch me then I heard the door burst open and gunfire. The nurse's blood sprayed on to me. Then he fell. I didn't know who it was because the room was dark. The only light coming from the room was from the hall. I saw a silhouette of a man, light reflecting from his glasses.